Chapter 13

The next morning, I awoke to find that I had fallen asleep up in the rigging in my hammock. I looked around to see that the sun had already risen and Hispaniola was awake. People milled about in the streets below me, and I could hear a mix of English, French, and Spanish being spoken. One voice in particular floated up to my ears. It was Alexandra, talking in French to a baker about buying some bread. He offered her the bread and she paid him in gold. A few yards away, I saw Elizabeth and Will walking together through the streets and then Alexandra jogging to catch up. I looked below on the docks and saw my crew sitting around, eating bread and playing cards, Anamaria among them. I stretched and grabbed a nearby rope and swung down through the rigging to the deck below. I walked down the gangplank to my crew.

"Morning," I said. The crew looked up, surprised to see me standing before them. "Are the Turners still ashore?"

"Aye, they are, but they should be returnin' soon," Anamaria informed me.

"I'm goin' into town for some breakfast, and once I'm back, if the Turners are here, we'll set off for Port Royal," I announced as I turned on my heel and headed into town. I walked through the busy streets of Hispaniola, taking in all the sites before me. On the right side of the street, all the buildings were flying the French flag, and on the left side, all the buildings were flying the Spanish flag. As I walked through the town, people stared, probably because they thought they were seeing Jack, but then realizing that I was a woman with an incredible resemblance to him. Not to mention, I was in my usual shirt, pants, and coat with my sword and pistol at my waist and that probably drew people's eyes to me. I didn't care though. I was on a mission to find some food and then get to Port Royal. I stepped into a Spanish bakery and got some rolls with butter. I thanked the girl working there and paid in gold. So far, that was working. On my way back to the docks, I saw the Turners.

"Will! Elizabeth!" I called out, jogging toward them. Will looked over his shoulder and saw me coming towards him. He stopped and pulled Elizabeth to a stop as well.

"Good morning, Angel," Will said, once I stood in front of him and Elizabeth.

"Good mornin' to you both," I replied. "Are you ready to head for Port Royal?"

"Indeed, we were heading for the docks when you arrived." Elizabeth informed me.

"Good. The sooner we leave, the sooner we can find Jack and get him free," I replied. They began walking toward the docks and I walked right beside them. Alexandra walked in front of her parents, head held high and shoulders tossed back.

Once we reached the docks, my crew had already boarded the ship and were making final preparations before we departed. I walked up the gangplank behind the Turners, and once I was on board, I began giving orders.

"Weigh anchor! Let go of the ropes! Hoist the sails!" I walked up to the helm and after being untied from the dock by a few helpful dock hands, we departed Hispaniola.

After about five hours, the outline of Jamaica was very visible against the blue of the sky. I knew that it was only a matter of hours until we got to the docks of Port Royal, so I now had to figure out a plan of action to get Jack.

"Will. I need you over here," I called. He walked up the stairs and stood at my side and looked out to sea at the island we were fast approaching. "Where's the prison in Port Royal and how easy is it to get to from the harbor," I inquired. I needed all the information about the building that Jack wold be in and the surrounding land.

"It's at the battlements. Getting there will be no problem, but getting inside will be a different story. With a prisoner like Jack, it's going to be heavily guarded," Will informed me. Hearing this made me realize that this was not going to be a simple mission. But I've always be up for a challenge, no matter what the situation.

"Alright. Thanks," I replied. "I've got some time to think of a plan." He left my side and I began thinking of a way to free Jack…

IN PORT ROYAL…

Jack was asleep in his cell when the jailer arrived. He looked into the cell at the sleeping pirate. After a few moments, he left. Jack's eyes opened and he looked around. He had just had an interesting dream. In the dream, Angel was sailing the Pearl toward Port Royal with a plan to get him out of jail. He knew that she was probably looking for him, but he had no idea that she was approaching the harbors of Port Royal at that very moment. He got up and looked out the small window in his cell. He overlooked a secluded dock, the perfect place for a ship like the Pearl to tie up in secret so that no one would see it and so Angel could get to him. Little did Jack know that Will had already told Angel of the dock in the cove and that she was sailing right for it with a plan…

ON THE PEARL…

Will came up to me a few minutes later and told me about a hidden dock in a cove that was at the base of a huge cliff that happened to have the prison on top of it. Perfect I thought, the element of surprise. That solves my problem of where to hide the Pearl when we go ashore. Now all I had to do was figure out how to reach Jack and get him back to the Pearl unharmed.

A few hours later, we were sailing into the cove with the secluded dock. I looked up the cliff side and saw the prison. Damn, I thought, Jack's all the way up there? How am I gonna get there? I'm not exactly a rock climber, but I figured Will probably had an idea of how to get there. Once we got to the dock, we dropped anchor and the crew assembled below me.

"Alright, here's the deal," I addressed the crew. "Will, I figure you know how to get up to that prison, so you're comin' with me. Gibbs, you and Ana are comin' as well. Everyone else, stay here, and once you see us comin', get ready to leave the second we're all on board. Now, we may have the Navy after us, so be ready to defend this ship. I have confidence that this is gonna work. Once we reach the prison, I'll get around the side and wave my bandana, signaling that we made it. Everyone got it?" Everyone nodded. "Fantastic."

Will, Anamaria, and Gibbs grabbed their swords and pistols and followed me down the gangplank and on to the dock…

IN THE PRISON…

Jack had been looking out his window and saw the Pearl sail into the cove. I can't believe it! Jack whispered to himself. Angel's gonna get me out of here. He watched as four tiny figures moved along the dock toward the island and into the palm tree forest…

IN THE FOREST/PORT ROYAL…

I walked behind Will as he led the four of us up through the palm trees to the town. We slipped into his blacksmith shop with no problems and from there headed out into the streets of Port Royal. The streets were busy, but Will managed to keep Anamaria, Gibbs and myself out of sight. We made our way through the streets towards the battlements. After about twenty minutes of walking, we arrived at the prison.

"Alright, Ana, go in and find out from the jailer where Jack is. Will, Gibbs and I will wait here," I instructed. Without a word, Anamaria went into the prison. A few minutes later, she appeared. I went to the side of the building, took my bandana from my hair and waved it. I turned and headed back to the others.

"Well?" I asked.

"Last cell on the left side. The guard and the jailer won't be a problem." Anamaria replied, a smile across her face and the keys in her hand.

"Alright, let's go." I drew my sword, just in case, and headed for the jail. Once throught the door, I walked down a flight of stairs and found all the cells. I started down the aisle and headed straight for the last cell on the left.

"Jack?" I called out, a few cells away from him. I heard movement, then his voice.

"Angel? Is that you, love?" I ran down and found him. I grabbed his outstretched hand in mine and started crying. He was alive and about to be safe on his ship again. Anamaria came up behind me with the keys. I released Jack's hand and stepped to the side so Anamaria could get to the lock.

"It's good to see you alive, Captain," Ana said as she opened the cell door. Jack stepped out and I threw my arms around his neck. His strong arms wrapped around my waist and he held me tight.

"How'd you find me?" he asked. I wiped my eyes and steadied my voice before I responded.

"Thanks to Will. He got us here and got us through the town undetected." I was so happy to see him again, I didn't want to let go of him. But that's when I realized we had to get back to the ship. We headed for the door and on our way, Jack grabbed his hat, coat, sword, and pistol that he had been stripped of when he had been thrown into the cell. We climbed the stairs and walked out the door, only to find the Navy standing there, guns pointed at us. Jack's arm tightened around my waist and I reached for my sword. That's when I saw Norrington.

"I expected an escape attempt, but not with your help, Mr. Turner," Norringon said, walking up to Will. He turned and looked at me, standing next to Jack, hand resting on the handle of my sword.

"Ah, yes, Miss Sparrow. We meet again," he said, with a slight smile. I wanted to grab my sword, but I didn't. We were surrounded on all sides except behind us because that's where the cliff dropped off into the ocean below. That's when I got an idea for an escape. I let my hand return to my side and took a step back. Jack seemed to understand what I was hinting at. So did Will, Anamaria and Gibbs.

"Yes, Norrington, we meet again. But now, I'm afraid I'm going to have to say good-bye." I said. And with that, I grabbed Jack's hand, turned, and ran the few steps to the edge of the cliff. Pulling Jack after me, I jumped off the cliff and with the others not far behind, we fell toward the sea, gunshots ringing out above us.

Author's Note:
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